Our attention holds value,
precious like gold,
starting from childhood,
til we’re wise and old.

A competition to conform
us to what we’re told,
parents, teachers, leaders, media,
pushing and pulling to control and guide,
our minds, our decisions,
until backwards we slide.

Away from the only voice
that holds weight,
coming from within,
controlling our fate.

The words are given,
with intentions pure,
but creating confusion,
making us unsure.

Shut out the voices
that fight their way in,
listen to those
that start from within.
Only then can we spring
away from the hold,
that restricts our true nature,
leaving a heart cold.

Release their control,
live quietly bold,
be open to a life,
that lets magic unfold.